Faithfully doing his duty, the soldier at the city's gate glanced at new visitors, always asking for some kind of confirmation regarding identity and intentions in the city. "Identification, please."
Like everyone else, the person at the front of the entrance line handed over a small piece of identification before being let through.
After a quick check to verify that he was not carrying weapons, the new visitor managed to enter the city.
This was the city of Verimar, one of the few megacities that Country C had in its domain. Due to its border position, the town of Verimar had its own importance, especially after the beginning of the war. But that did not seem to be reflected in the city's atmosphere.
To the new visitor's eyes, even for a city in a country at war, Verimar seemed too desolate and sad. There weren't many people walking the streets, most of the businesses appeared to be closed for a long time, and the spirits in the city couldn't be lower.
